I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

This portrait was taken from a porridge shop when he entered the city before.

The person above is none other than Gong Ziliang who solved the blood rain yesterday and was regarded as a god by the whole country of Monet's dynasty.

It was also just now that Mo Shaoyun did not hesitate to abandon the country to keep his son Liang!

Opening the portrait, Ping Xinghun glanced at it.

exactly the same.

The person in front of him is none other than Gong Ziliang!

the other side.

Mo Zhongtian and the others were waiting hopelessly for Pingxiu to come out of the small world of supernatural powers.

Hearing the name Yin Kun shouted angrily, after a brief surprise, he looked up and saw the back of Yin Kun rushing forward.

And when they saw the figure opposite Yin Kun, everyone froze in place.

Rubbing his eyes, he wondered if he was hallucinating.

"Dare to hurt Mr. Liang? Ask Xing if he has the sword in his hand!"

Until a bright sword light rose brilliantly, illuminating the cold air around the hall.

It also illuminated the appearance of Gong Ziliang.

Everyone was shocked and realized that the son Liang they had been thinking about had really returned!

"stop!"

Without waiting for Xing Feng's sword light, he stopped Yin Kun.

The spiritual power of Ping Xinghun covering the hall directly shattered those sword lights.

Sensing the fluctuation of sword energy and spiritual energy coming from behind, Yin Kun knew that there was Ping Xinghun, and no one in the field could stop him.

As for whether he can get rid of Gongzi Liang in front of him, this is completely out of Yin Kun's consideration.

After all, according to the news he learned.

When he was in Chaicheng before, Young Master Liangcai was only at the Illusory Core Realm.

Even these days, how much can he improve if he eats pills as a meal?

True Martial Realm?

Or the realm of refining gods?

But he was the one who condensed the spiritual vortex into a divine fire.

Even in the realm of refining gods, in front of him, there is no room for resistance!

With the thought of killing, before Yin Kunren arrived, the boiling spiritual power had already flooded the area where Gong Ziliang was standing.

See this scene.

The corners of Mo Zhongtian and the others' eyes were tearing apart.

Xing Feng's sword energy cut out tens of thousands of strokes.

But under the suppression of Ping Xinghun, he couldn't cross the thunder pool half a step at all.

Seeing Yin Kun's spiritual power began to boil.

The anger in Xing Feng's chest was also so intense that it could no longer be suppressed.

Just about to self-destruct the sword intent, break through the blockade of Ping Xinghun, and rush to drag Yin Kun to be buried with him.

"Is this all your strength? It's not enough to tickle me."

A sneer came out from the boiling spiritual power.

Immediately, the aura protruded from the palm of one hand, and landed on Yin Kun's face coincidentally.

In the eyes of everyone, it was more like Yin Kun took the initiative to hit the palm with his face.

next moment.

Everyone saw that Yin Kun's body rotated several 360 degrees in mid-air and hit the golden roof of the hall.

While spinning, Yin Kun kept spitting out teeth and blood that had been knocked out.

The picture is too beautiful to bear to look directly at.

Soon.

With a sound of "dong", Yin Kun knocked out a human-shaped concave mark on the golden roof of the hall made of Xuanjin.

If it wasn't for Ping Xinghun's timely action, Yin Kun was wrapped in spiritual power.

Otherwise, the collision would probably smash through the golden dome.

Pulled down by the spirit power of Ping Xing's soul, he fell back to the back of the main hall.

Yin Kun's already swollen head became completely horrible.

It's just that at this moment, he can't care about his image.

The two red eyes were full of beast-like rage, and only Gong Ziliang was left in their eyes.

Finding that Yin Kun's state was not right, Ping Xinghun said in a deep voice: "Yin Kun!"

He wanted to wake Yin Kun up, but Yin Kun turned his back to him and didn't look back at him at all.

He was about to use his magical powers to collect Yin Kun into the small world and let him calm down in it.

Suddenly, Yin Kun took out a yellow talisman from his bosom, and directly ignited it with spiritual power.

"Yin family slain, cast a spell!"

Accompanied by Yin Kun's loud shout.

The fireworks ignited by the yellow talisman, with his voice, floated directly for dozens of miles.

Ten miles outside Nan'an City.

The dead men brought by Yin Kun, after being summoned by the yellow talisman, immediately removed the daggers from their waists that were blackened by the blood of some kind of monster.

While chanting words, he wiped the dagger towards his neck without hesitation.

"Pfft~"

The cold dagger blade cut their throats.

The blood sprayed out of the wound was astonishingly dark in color.

At the same time, the anger in them was like a punctured pocket, and it flowed away quickly.

It turned into strands of curse power, condensed into a black snake that ordinary people couldn't see at all, and flew towards Nan'an City.

In the hall.

Just when Yin Kun lit the yellow talisman, Ping Xinghun understood what Yin Kun was going to do, and immediately exclaimed: "Yin Kun, stop quickly."

"This heavenly killing spell, the consequences are beyond what you can bear!"

When the words "Heavenly Killing Curse" sounded from Ping Xinghun's mouth.

Mo Zhongtian and the others all changed their colors.

A spell, because it harms the peace of heaven and hurts people, is hard to guard against.

Therefore, it has always been tolerated by the practice world.

Even those who are despised by everyone are rarely able to practice.

Mo Zhongtian and the others had never heard of the heavenly killing spell that Yin Kun was about to cast at this moment.

But when those dead soldiers outside the city, the black snakes turned into anger followed the guidance of the yellow talisman and entered the hall.

There was a creepy feeling in their hearts.

It's like being stared at by some evil creature, and you may lose your life at any time.

"Old Ancestor, Ping'er is dead, and my spirit stone and spirit mine are gone."

"After I go back, Brother Wang won't be able to tolerate me anymore."

"Instead of dying like this, it's better to use my old life to avenge Ping'er before dying!"

"Old Ancestor, Yin Kun, I hope you will be fulfilled!"

The so-called people who are about to die, their words are also good.

Yin Kun knew that since Gong Ziliang appeared here, with Ping Xinghun around, it was absolutely impossible to escape.

After solving Gong Ziliang, the Mo family and others in the hall will also become prisoners of the Pingjiang Dynasty.

At that time, the Monet Dynasty will either become a vassal state of the Pingjiang Dynasty.

Either get rid of the father and son of the Mo family, he will be the iron cavalry of the Pingjiang Dynasty, and then break through the Guozuo of the Monet Dynasty.

But no matter what the result is, the Monet Dynasty is already in the bag for the Pingjiang Dynasty.

When the Pingjiang Dynasty annexes the Monet Dynasty, it is bound to sharpen their swords and take advantage of the situation of breaking the country to sweep other dynasties.

To fight against the outside world, we must first settle down inside.

Before the action, any discordant voices within the Pingjiang Dynasty will be wiped out by Pingxiu with iron and blood.

Unsurprisingly, the Zhen Guo Gong Mansion behind him should be the first to be caught.

And this is exactly the reason why Pingxiu kept himself until now.

Its purpose is nothing more than to keep it for the purpose of killing chickens and monkeys,

At that time, without the spirit stones and spirit mines to win over the forces in the DPRK, the Zhenguo government will be like a tiger with its minions pulled out, and will only be slaughtered.

Hearing Yin Kun's words, Ping Xinghun knew that he had made up his mind and could not persuade him.